Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 427: Difficult to Change Your True Colors (2)
"Morning." Sheng Mingzhan stood up with a smile, and came over with an insulated lunch box, "You haven't eaten breakfast yet, I have someone prepare this, eat it while it's hot."

Mu Liang put down his bag and sat beside him, "I've eaten."

The man was obviously stunned for a moment, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was raised stiffly.It wasn't that Mu Liang was lying, but that she had really eaten. Fu Jinchen appeared on time in the morning with a hot breakfast.

"Have you had breakfast?" Mu Liang asked unnaturally, a little embarrassed.

Sheng Mingzhan lowered his eyes, fastened the opened insulated lunch box, and said with a smile, "I've eaten it too, and I ate it with my mother."

With his eyes fixed on his toes, Mu Liang felt the atmosphere was silent.This inexplicable depression made her feel flustered. It was the first time that she felt that she had nothing to say.

"Good!"

Sheng Mingzhan pursed his thin lips lightly, and his voice was deep, "I was wrong about Guoguo! I shouldn't have used Mu Yi, and I shouldn't have made the child experience difficulties!"

After a pause, he gently took Mu Liang's hand and said, "I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

forgive?Mu Liang felt suffocated again, she withdrew her hand and looked at him calmly.The bits and pieces of getting along with each other in the past five years have come to my mind, and there are many feelings gathered in my heart that cannot be clearly explained.

"Ming Zhan."

Mu Liang raised his head, his dark eyes fixed on his cheeks, "I've been very tired recently, let's calm down for a while!"

"How long?" Sheng Mingzhan asked.

Mu Liang's eyes darkened, and he said, "Don't force me."

Her fingers were slender and beautiful, Sheng Mingzhan's sharp eyes swept over her empty fingertips, and the ring he put in with his own hands was gone.

His eyes suddenly sank.

"Okay." Sheng Mingzhan sighed, "I won't force you."

"but……"

Sheng Ming's Zhanjun raised his face slightly, and his tone tensed instantly, "You have to believe that I never thought of hurting Guoguo, or you and your family."

Mu Liang believed in this sentence.She witnessed Sheng Mingzhan's love for Guoguo with her own eyes, and she also believed that he didn't mean to hurt the child, it was just the method he chose, and she absolutely could not accept it!
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mu Liang folded his arms around his chest, looking out at the quiet harbor in the distance with his black eyes, feeling depressed.She leaned her head against the glass window, her eyes gradually dimmed.

Sheng Mingzhan, this man who had appeared in her life for five years now made her feel strange!

To the north of the city center, adjacent to the commercial street, it is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle.The commercial atmosphere of this street is not strong, and every facade reveals an artistic atmosphere.

Fu Huanyan put the bicycle outside without a lock, and just leaned against the corner at will.She opened the door of the studio with her bag on her back, and the painting she hadn't finished last night was still on the long table.

Putting the backpack on the side casually, Fu Huanyan didn't bother to wash her hands, and immediately went to the drawing board to start writing.On the way here, facing the sycamore trees smudged by the autumn wind, she suddenly found inspiration and was ecstatic.

Entering the state again, Fu Huanyan stood in front of the drawing board for two hours.She never drank a sip of water, nor sat down for a while, she could forget to sleep and eat to draw, and she must not be disturbed by anything.

This studio is divided into upper and lower floors, the upper floor is decorated as a rest area, sometimes Fu Huanyan lives here.The exterior walls are painted milky white, and on the pointed roof of the studio, there are patterns hand-painted by Fu Huanyan himself.But she prefers abstract art, so not many people can understand the things she draws!
Along this path came a figure, a woman with short hair, staring up at the studio, her expression gradually gentle.Soon, she raised the SLR camera in her hand and took a few photos against the outer wall of the studio.Every year she comes, the wall will have new changes.

"Knock-"

Fu Huanyan frowned, but after seeing the person standing outside the door, she said pleasantly, "Aunt Lian, why are you here?"

Lian Yi pursed her lips and smiled, and asked her, "Don't bother you?"

"Don't disturb, don't disturb." Fu Huanyan immediately dropped the pen in her hand, and ran over to invite him into the studio with a smile.

"sit."

Fu Huanyan picked up the scroll on the sofa and went to pour water, but the pot was empty and there was nothing.

"Don't be too busy." Lian Yi put down the camera in her hand.

"I'm sorry," Fu Huanyan said, her delicate cheeks flushed slightly, "I don't have anything here."

Lian Yi stretched out her hand and pulled her to her side, with a gentle tone, "You're welcome, I won't drink."

The visitor was a guest, Fu Huanyan still felt uncomfortable, she picked up a can of drink on the coffee table and put it in front of Lian Yi, "You can drink this, I just bought it yesterday."

"Thank you." Lian Yi reached out to take it, holding it tightly.

Fu Huanyan's eyes moved, thinking about the days, she felt that even Auntie would come.It's just that there are a lot of things at home recently, and she is also distracted, and the painting is not completed as scheduled.

"I'm still painting," Fu Huanyan pointed to the drawing board opposite, and said, "Don't worry, I will finish the painting on schedule."

Lian Yi stood up and walked to the drawing board, narrowing her eyes slightly.What Fu Huanyan painted was a scene in late autumn, with an illusory background, tall sycamore trees, and golden fallen leaves all over the ground, with a touch of sadness.

"How?" Fu Huanyan asked nervously.

"If it's compared with last year's, I like this one better."

Hearing her affirmation, Fu Huanyan immediately raised a smile.She felt the same way herself, feeling that this painting had surpassed the one from last year.

Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Fu Huanyan finally felt relieved.This aunt Lian comes to buy paintings every year, and has already bought ten of her paintings.Although the price is not high, someone who can understand and appreciate her works is far more valuable to Fu Huanyan!

Money has always been indifferent to her.She was born in a family like Fu's family since she was a child. She has nothing. She doesn't care about money or jewelry. She just loves painting!
"Probably next week." Fu Huanyan calculated the time and said, "I can give you this painting next week."

"No rush." ​​Lian Yi replied, "I'll probably stay longer this time when I come back."

"Really?" Fu Huanyan raised her eyebrows suspiciously, "Do you have something to do?"

Lian Yi nodded, "There are some things that need to be clarified."

Fu Huanyan curled her lips, but did not continue to ask further questions.She happily showed another oil painting to Lian Yi, and the two of them looked at it and talked, expressing their opinions.

The climate in the mountains is changeable, the temperature in the morning is very low, and it is sunny again at noon.You Chuxiu came out of the sun room, Lan Hua, who was thrown to the ground by Fu Jinchen last time, was finally saved by her.

"Ma'am, lunch is ready."

The servant came to ask for instructions, You Chuxiu pursed her lips and walked to the restaurant.The dishes on the table were rich, but when she saw the people at the table, she lost her appetite instantly.

(End of this chapter)